THE WIND.

Auckland Star, Volume LVII, Issue 25, 30 January 1926, Page 26

THE WIND.

<Br 'bason, aged 15.) Hall ye fresh, free companies of the air, "Who haTe blown and Bwirl'd o'er the green earth fair!' .All hall ye mighty heroes of the chase, Xc, who have fought and run to win the race. Who' waft the clouds and drive the globul'd hall, Te steeds of the sky. ye sons of the gale. Ye careless and untamed -winds who blow O'er the mountains, blanch'd with snow, Who speed from sea to sea, from land to land. Who S*sd the corn and raise the eenrrylns sand. Who lash the gods of the foaming ocean To a frenzied tumnlt of commotion. Ye fleeting shepherds of the gilded moon, WJIO herd the clouds o'er the vast skies strewn Around that banish , d queen of warlike Mars, Where she dreame in the soft sad light o£ stars. As lull'd by the sweet songs of nightingales, With majestic grace westward, slow she sails. Oh, singing winds, I fain would bear you tell Your story forth to mc, tout know full well You cannot stop nor loiter on your way, So on with the race, on, on to the fray. For I will hoar you singing to the trees, Roaring In the storm, moaning in tt» breeze.